Back to your tent, with Sheila in tow

"That's enough!" You shout, in goblin now as you're adressing your cheering warriors. The short amount of time it takes before the crowd is mostly quiet again is perhaps the greatest proof of their respect, and your grin grows wider while you bask in their full attention. "Now return to your posts and duties! This is but the first of amazons to enter our village, but she may not be the last!"

"Now, we have a lot to discuss..." You say in a much lower voice, in the language that Sheila understands, while you try and help her get up. She's obviously tired however, and most likely broken in spirit, meaning that you practically have to drag her through the mud before you can even get her back on all fours.

A few of your tribesmen rushes in to your sides, seemingly eager to help, but you send them off again with snarls and curses. Guarding your property is something that all goblins can relate to, though it is actually for the amazon's sake that you refuse to let them near her with their intrusive fingers. You still have use for her as an ally after all, and it would serve you poorly if you let your warriors touch her as they wanted.

"Thank you..." The young human whispers as she sees you protecting her, though the words are **** and just barely audible at all. Some of her strength and a piece dignity seems to return to her at last, allowing her to **** herself up to her feet again and follow closely at your heels through the throng of goblins.

"I am sorry for your loss." You tell her, as soon as you're back in your tent, and hope that she doesn't percieve it as an all too obvious lie. Much to your surprise she's starting to cry however, her body trembling while she falls to her knees, and her hands grasping around your legs as if searching for comfort.

"There, it's okay now..." You mumble, a little embarrassed as you're unsure of what to say or do, and try patting her gently on the top of her head. She's just holding on to you tighter though, and you end up just waiting until she comes back to her senses.

"I'm worthless to you now..." She whispers when she finally seems to calm down again, barely daring to look up into your eyes through the mud and tears that's staining her face. "You could as well have taken my life when I asked..."

"I'm not sure I understand." You confess, while trying again to pat her comfortingly. "I still need you to talk to your people. Though this wasn't the outcome that I had in mind, I promise that I won't let it change the relation between us..."

"It's already done!" She objects, and you finally start to understand when she continue explaining the customs of her kind. "I cannot return to my sisters like this! I've been defiled in their eyes, unworthy of speaking my mind... At best, they would only seek **** for my honor!"

"But... Your kind must mate for offspring...?" You try and reason with her. "And I am certain that amazons who get **** are always welcome to fight for their village again? I even heard stories that the first of your tribes were created out of the wish for ****, against the men who'd mistreated you?"

"Neither of those are the same..." Sheila just shakes her head, fresh tears coming to her eyes, while her voice continues to fail her. "All that you say is perfectly true... But the one rule, is that we could never, ever, allow us to enjoy the touch of a male...! And even less so by an... 'animal', like you..."

Now finally you can see what's troubling her, and your meager pity for her changes fully into pride of your own abilities instead. So she really did enjoy being mounted by the most magnificent of goblin chieftains...? Then perhaps others of her kind could learn the same way...? And perhaps she would even gladly let you do her again, given just a little time to think...?

"I see..." You say, with a certain fondness in your voice, and a smile rising on your lips. "But still, you'd be far from useless! Now, just let me tell you what to do..."